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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1106596
A hellish rage, a just cause?
Trickle down my every fear,
Some inner being, one I hear...
Screaming out from the depths within me,
As they all shout to me,
And put me down.

Fire licks me, inside out...
My hands are moving all on their own.
Two clenched fists, tensing, pulsing
This living emotion, once dead before.

For when they threw her down...
Cast her on the floor...
I knew not what became me,
Something different, unexplored.
For the world has turned red,
I see their blood flow in my eyes,
Mocking me,
Mocking her...
All of this none can ignore.

And my every vein,
My every vessel...
Now each have teeth of their own.
For what anger has consumed me,
Is now devilish...full bloom.

For it was like I wasn't me,
My essence had then split.
The things I would never do,
Came up, out and bit...
Everyone without a word,
Holding one of them to the sky.
Strength I couldn't believe was mine,
Rage burning my soul, it tried...
To set ablaze my sanity, my life,
But the battle within had no victor in sight.
All I could see was how they cursed her,
Attacked without cause, and hated her being,
Reasons of me, of them, and her...
Reasons the world would never know.

I felt nothing, right then...
My world and sight blurred...
I couldn't feel any movement,
Except the pulse of a heavy heart.
A heart in tears, but a heart in pain...
Unlike anything I've known before.
Regrets came forth as the last act rained,
It's results, the result...
Velvet currency on the floor.
Cast into the air, my victim, he flew...
Down he came knowing he was through...
One last blow from a solid fist
Pulsed in rage.
Wrecked his jaw, mouth, and face.

The lack of life, now bound to once shiny floors,
The angel stared into the horror of the war.
Waged between the inside and out...
The result too cruel, the regrets came about.
And in the silence, they witnessed the end,
A solid velvet tear, wrought from my eye.
And they cowered back in fear...
From the pain deep inside,
The flames of hell through this anger deep inside.
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